Here's a place where you all can post your favorite lyrics, whether you find them plain amazing or you can't resist singing along with them when you hear 'em.

These are mine:

Mad World, Gary Jules

And I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sadThe dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever hadI find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to takeI'm running round in circles, it's a very veryMad World

Where are we?What the hell is going on?The dust has only just begun to fall, Crop circles in the carpet, sinking, feeling

The Diary of Jane, Breaking Benjamin

There's a fine line between love and hate, and I don't mind.Just let me say that I like that, I like that

Something's getting in the way, something's just about to breakI will try to find my place in the diary of Jane.As I turn another page, as I look the other wayI still try to find my place inthe diary of JaneSo tell me how it should be!

After the World, Disciple

I'm the one that you've been looking for, I'm the one that you've been waiting forI've had my eyes on you ever since you were bornI wll love you after the rain falls down, I will love you after the sun goes outI'll have my eyes on you after the world is no more

All these songs are beautiful. I kinda prefer the Tears for Fears version of Mad World, though.

It's nine o'clock on a Saturday The Regular crowd shuffles in There's an old man sitting next to me Makin' love to his tonic and gin

He says, "Son, can you play me a memory I'm not really sure how it goes But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete When I wore a younger man's clothes."

La la la, di da da La la, di da da da dum

Chorus: Sing us a song, you're the piano man Sing us a song tonight Well, we're all in the mood for a melody And you've got us feelin' alright

Now John at the bar is a friend of mine He gets me my drinks for free And he's quick with a joke or to light up your smoke But there's someplace that he'd rather be He says, "Bill, I believe this is killing me." As the smile ran away from his face "Well I'm sure that I could be a movie star If I could get out of this place" Oh, la la la, di da da La la, di da da da dum

And the waitress is practicing politics As the businessmen slowly get stoned Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness But it's better than drinkin' alone

Chorus Sing us a song you're the piano man Sing us a song tonight Well we're all in the mood for a melody And you got us feeling alright

Now Paul is a real estate novelist Who never had time for a wife And he's talkin' with Davy, who's still in the Navy And probably will be for life

It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday And the manager gives me a smile 'Cause he knows that it's me they've been comin' to see To forget about life for a while And the piano, it sounds like a carnival And the microphone smells like a beer And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar And say, "Man, what are you doin' here?"

Oh, la la la, di da da La la, di da da da dum

Chorus: Sing us a song you're the piano man Sing us a song tonight Well we're all in the mood for a melody And you got us feeling alright

A long long time agoI can still remember howThat music used to make me smileAnd I knew if I had my chanceThat I could make those people danceAnd maybe they'd be happy for a whileBut February made me shiverWith every paper I'd deliverBad news on the doorstepI couldn't take one more stepI can't remember if I criedWhen I read about his widowed brideBut something touched me deep inside**The day the music died**So

[Chorus]Bye, bye Miss American PieDrove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dryThem good ole boys were drinking whiskey in RyeSingin' this'll be the day that I dieThis'll be the day that I die[/chorus]

Did you write the book of loveAnd do you have faith in God aboveIf the Bible tells you so?Now do you believe in rock and roll?Can music save your mortal soul?And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that you're in love with himCause I saw you dancin' in the gymYou both kicked off your shoesMan, I dig those rhythm and bluesI was a lonely teenage broncin' buckWith a pink carnation and a pickup truckBut I knew I was out of luckThe day the music diedI started singin'

[Chorus]

Now, for ten years we've been on our ownAnd moss grows fat on a rolling stoneBut, that's not how it used to beWhen the jester sang for the king and queenIn a coat he borrowed from James DeanAnd a voice that came from you and meOh and while the king was looking downThe jester stole his thorny crownThe courtroom was adjournedNo verdict was returnedAnd while Lenin read a book on MarxThe quartet practiced in the parkAnd we sang dirges in the darkThe day the music diedWe were singin'

[Chorus]

Helter skelter in a summer swelterThe birds flew off with a fallout shelterEight miles high and falling fastIt landed foul on the grassThe players tried for a forward passWith the jester on the sidelines in a castNow the half-time air was sweet perfumeWhile sergeants played a marching tuneWe all got up to danceOh, but we never got the chanceCause the players tried to take the fieldThe marching band refused to yieldDo you recall what was revealedThe day the music died?We started singin'

[Chorus]

Oh, and there we were all in one placeA generation lost in spaceWith no time left to start againSo come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quickJack Flash sat on a candlestickCause fire is the devil's only friendAnd as I watched him on the stageMy hands were clenched in fists of rageNo angel born in HellCould break that Satan's spellAnd as the flames climbed high into the nightTo light the sacrificial riteI saw Satan laughing with delightThe day the music diedHe was singin'

[Chorus]

I met a girl who sang the bluesAnd I asked her for some happy newsBut she just smiled and turned awayI went down to the sacred storeWhere I'd heard the music years beforeBut the man there said the music wouldn't playAnd in the streets the children screamedThe lovers cried, and the poets dreamedBut not a word was spokenThe church bells all were brokenAnd the three men I admire most-the Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost-They caught the last train for the coastThe day the music diedAnd they were singing

[Chorus:Repeat x2]

I think Piano Man is about how sadness and loneliness can affect anyone, no matter who you are.American Pie is about a multitude of things, but mainly about how life was simpler in the... '50s, I believe.

_________________"We can complain because rose bushes have thorns, or rejoice because thorn bushes have roses." -Abraham Lincoln"You can't argue with all the fools in the world- it's best to let them have their way and trick them while they're not looking." -BromCredit to Jester for the avatar!

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